Day One: Moving in. RP for
glowing_flames,
He had pretty much picked out his flat at random, looking for anonymity more than anything else. Thus, a high-rise apartment building in a not too shabby but not high-class neighborhood. Completely average, and exactly the image he would prefer to hide behind, as always.
And the moving in even went smoothly enough to be pleasant, nothing getting lost, broken or stolen. Once he'd finished carrying this last box in, he planned to kick back and relax for an hour or two, and perhaps order in before using a different transport for his more...ah...sensitive items. Wouldn't do for nosy neighbors seeing him toting about the tools of the trade and spoil his 'average-man' image, after all.
Shifting the box a bit, he nudged the lift call and leaned against the wall to wait for the car to arrive. He may only live on the eleventh floor of this thirty-story tall building, but there is no way he would even consider humping this moderately-heavy box up all those stairs. No way in hell.







